Lyrics I'm A Instrument - Danny Brown

I'm A Instrument

Bruiser Brigade!
no mufucking difference no more
Everybody on a program
You can’t even do that now
Yeah, nobody sound like this, sound like this
I got my own sound, I’m an instrument
Nobody sound like this, sound like this
I got my own sound, I got my own sound
Nobody sound like this, sound like this
I got my own sound, I’m an instrument
Heh, nobody sound like this, sound like this
I got my own sound, I got my own sound
Rack it up, and count it (And count it)
We ain’t playing pool but all my niggas got stripes and they solid (Yeah)
I chose popping bottles over college
I got a drinking problem, I need a grammy to ease my conscience (Uh)
Or a trip to the Bahamas
My chain rocky (Rocky), like those freezy mountains
But cut the grass so you can see the snakes
We know, but you gotta rake the leaves
Get rid of the weeds so the seeds can grow
Uh, I’m a landscaper (I'm a landscaper)
Making this money was rough, like sandpaper (Like sandpaper)
I carry one nine, breaker, breaker (Breaker, breaker)
But I’m throwing bullets like Mahomes when he was a red raider (Uh)
So tell a fiend to tell a friend (Tell a friend)
I’m connected with the white like skeletons (Like skeletons)
Big Wolf is
On the road to riches, you niggas is hitch-hikers, yeah
Nobody sound like this, sound like this
I got my own sound, I’m an instrument
Nobody sound like this, sound like this
I got my own sound, I got my own sound
Nobody sound like this, sound like this (Check!)
I got my own sound, I’m an instrument
Heh, nobody sound like this, sound like this
I got my own sound, I got my own sound
Nobody sound like this
My money talk for me like ventriloquists
I break a pound of zips
by the trees, Christmas ornaments
tap it, like a hi-hat
Pussy so good, when I eat it, it bite back (Yeah)
She play the ding-dong like it’s a xylophone
Let me beat 'cause we click like a metronome (Yeah)
I put rings 'round (Uh-huh)
I pull strings like hearts
Pick 'em like guitars
Sweet music, the way the bass kick hard
Nobody sound like this, sound like this
I got my own sound, I’m an instrument
Nobody sound like this, sound like this
I got my own sound, I got my own sound
Nobody sound like this, sound like this
I got my own sound, I’m an instrument
Heh, nobody sound like this, sound like this
I got my own sound, I got my own sound
Pianist, I touch keys (I touch keys)
Lines of white, guitar strings (Guitar strings)
This base ain’t percussion (Percussion)
This my hip ain’t a trumpet (It ain’t a trumpet)
Wolf, I got my own sound (I got my own sound)
I got my own sound, and it ain’t a howl (Yeah)
It was instrumental, in the mail (In the mail)
I play with scales, marijuana used to come in bales
Uh, we would send 'em to Veronica (Veronica)
She slop me up, look like she playing the harmonica (Harmonica)
I cop my chickens before
You a wolfer, I pump bass like alpine, yeah
Nobody sound like this, sound like this
I got my own sound, I’m an instrument
Nobody sound like this, sound like this
I got my own sound, I got my own sound
Nobody sound like this, sound like this
I got my own sound, I’m an instrument
Heh, nobody sound like this, sound like this
I got my own sound, I got my own sound